Realistic or Modern San Francisco Renegades

[Ja50n]

The United States one of the biggest super powers in the world. Time would tell you it would fall as all other great nations do, but to say how well who would have thought it would be the ones we trusted the most. First they sent Canada, then Australia took us on from the air, we weren't ready and even our fastest deploying soldiers were cut down. Soon our nation was taken over by all the others that had been "allies" to us the whole time. San Francisco, California. Not the best place to start, but it is a start. The resistance is weak but together us that are Tier 1, the best of the best will form a small task force one that can handle almost any operation. We are the Special Forces of the resistance and we can not fail if the resistance is to move on. welcome to hell and despite some of the views, it isn't pretty.

 

[Scrin]

Sam stood near the window of his apartment, looking out over the city of San Francisco. Suddenly, an alarm went off inside his apartment, jolting Sam a bit. Walking to the kitchen, Sam removed the chicken he had been cooking from the oven and turned off the oven alarm. Setting the meal on the table to cool a bit, he walked back to the window. Sam could've sworn he was hearing helicopter rotors from outside, and he was shocked to see not only helicopters, but non-American troops moving down the streets around his home. Sam scowled and turned away from the window. "It's not real... None of it is real..." Sam told himself, convinced he was merely seeing things again. Besides, if Sam's military knowledge still served, he could've sworn those troops looked... Canadian. "You're gonna have to try harder than that to trick me, Sam... Canadians invading San Francisco? Get real, dude." Sam started towards the phone to call his psychiatrist, then turned and picked up his medication instead. Before he could pop a couple of the pills in his mouth, the front door behind him burst inward and someone screamed "GET ON THE GROUND!" behind him. Sam whirled around to find himself staring down the barrel of an XM8 in the hands of a Canadian soldier. "Damn it, Sam, you're really trying to sell this delusion, aren't you...?"

 

[hunt8119dragon]

A door slams open.


"Oh what did I do this time, was it the engine? Nah, maybe they found my hidden generator? No, well, maybe. Anyways its problably just going to be another few minutes of yelling."


Marisa walks over to look out over the warehouse from the office window.


"Or it could be some soldiers? Wait. Canadian soldiers?"


She walks over to the office door and opens it looking towards the soldiers.


"Uhh, hello!".


The soldiers, a little suprised turn to face her, their weapons shortly follow.


"Get on your knees!"


The soldiers yelled, a little confused about the very civilian looking individual in the middle of a navy base. Marisa, about as confused as they are does what they say.


"Whats going on?"


One of the soldiers pulls out a radio.


"We found one in the warehouses, doesn't look like staff even."


"Is this a drill? Rather odd one. Or maybe my CO finally lost it."


Marisa smiles at her own comment, hoping her responce will be relayed to her favorite boss.


The radio replies.


"Just put them with everyone else, they might be important if they are a civilian this far in the base"


"Yes sir"


Marisa looks bewildered.


"Wait, this is real? I mean, if this was a drill it would be over by now. Or maybe my boss really did lose it. I mean, Canada wouldn't attack us. They don't even have the force to even try to win."


"Get up."


Marisa stands.


"Where am I going?"


The soldiers stay silent and begin escorting her to where they are keeping everyone else.

 

[Ja50n]

Travis sat in the back of the white van that his unit had used getting a bit bored of waiting. Sure he was under orders to not be in the combat zone but this was an invasion why does that matter now? He tapped his foot on the ground of the van and just decided to say screw it to his orders and kicked the back door open and turned around pulling out his gear and loading up on reserve ammunition and turning around scanning the area around him. His jumped as he noticed a soldier aiming his weapon at a civilian through a window. Travis quickly loaded his M4 and pulled it up aiming his shot and pulling the trigger.

 

[Scrin]

Sam was hesitating, not sure whether or not to go along with whatever the hell it was that was going on in his head when he noticed the soldier's eyes shift towards something behind him out the window. Whatever was outside caused the soldier's aim to shift off of Sam and towards it. That's when Sam's SOCOM instincts kicked in and he grabbed the barrel of the M8 and twist it downwards, away from both Sam and whoever was behind him. As soon as Sam did this, a bullet ripped through his window and through the head of the Canadian soldier in front of him. The soldier dropped to the floor immediately as blood began to seep into Sam's carpet. Sam stood there, his hands shaking as he held the M8 by the barrel, looking down at the dead soldier in front of him. "Damn it.... What the hell is going on here..." Sam turned slowly to see an FBI agent out the window holding an M4. "Holy hell, This might not be in my head..." After a moment or two of looking at the FBI agent, Sam turned and headed into his bedroom. He strapped on his armored vest and gear, then holstered his twin 1911's and threw his SCAR over his shoulder. "Might as well be prepared for anything."

 

[Ja13n]

Norman sat in his room, playing with one of his "toys" like normal, his phone sat next to him like always, as he awaited for his return to service call. Hearing commotion outside he pulled open his blinds and saw Canadian soldiers outside. "Well, I didn't expect a gang to wear Canadian BDUs." Going back to his seat he sat down for five more minutes before some punk kicked his door down, putting his gas mask on Norman waited for them to open his bedroom door before setting off his home made Carbon monoxide bomb. "Don't come into someone's house acting all high and mighty, being fucking miscreants." After the men ran outside of the room Norman grabbed a case from under his bed and pulled his SMUD out and walked out of his room shooting anyone who moved. Picking up one of their radios he realized something. 'So, they're not a gang.... but actually Canadian troops...... Does Canada even know whats happening right now?' going back into his room he changed clothes, grabbed the rest of his weapons, and loaded his back-pack with all of his spare ammo and a few cans of food. 'Never actually expected Canada to attack.'

 

[Ja50n]

Travis sighed and lowered the weapon after the show that civilian put up allowing Travis to pull the trigger and land the kill. When the civilian turned however Travis took note that they looked an awful lot like him and had SOCOM tattoo'd on his shoulder. "Nice one guy!" Travis yelled into the shattered window as he thought things over in his head. Time seemed to take forever as he waited for the man to return maybe he had went to hide or something. The sound of a vehicle driving up the road caught his attention and seeing as he only had a few breaching charges Travis cursed under his breath and jumped through the window he shot through and ran to the back of the house taking cover in a bedroom. He turned around and noticed the person from earlier. Travis used hand signals to try and get the man to drop down and stay silent he wasn't sure if the vehicle was friendly or hostile but he wasn't taking chances with it.

 

[Scrin]

Sam had just finished putting his gear and weaponry on when someone burst into the bedroom. Sam whirled around, expecting more Canadian troops, but it was only the agent from before. The agent gave the hand signals for Sam to "Get down and keep quiet", so he unslung the SCAR from his shoulder and quietly chambered a round. His SCAR used the more powerful .308 rounds compared to the agent's 5.56 M4, so Sam was sure if more troops were headed their way, the two of them would need the extra firepower. Sam took up the position on the opposite side of the window as the agent did, scanning the street from behind the blinds as best he could as he heard a vehicle pulling up.

 

[Ja50n]

Travis sighed as the vehicle rolled past, taking a moment to look over the man he saved he took note of the gear he had on. "Prepped for war I see looks like you people were right after all." he said jokingly and stood up ensuring the coast was clear. Travis reloaded his weapon and jumped out of the apartment, "Now here's the big question prepper, where the fuck would you suggest we go to wait this whole invasion bullshit out?" he asked hoping for the prepper to to shed some light that he would not find on his own. 

 

[Scrin]

"Assuming all of this is really happening, there is a Naval installation nearby we should haul ass to. I think there is a Commander or maybe even a Captain there that still owes me a few favors. Maybe he'll be keen to clue an old friend in to what the hell is going on here." Sam checked his SCAR one more time to make sure it was locked and loaded before getting up and following the agent out the window. He gestured in the direction they would have to take to get to the Naval base before speaking again. "The name is Sam. Sam Rodriguez. I just have one question for you, agent.... The fuck's a prepper?"

 

[Ja50n]

Travis laughed, "'Don't worry about it" he pulled out his Tac-Pad, a glorified gps on a leather strap, and located the base. "Shall we travel together or do you think not?" the agent laughed and started to walk off towards the base. "You know I've never been on a military base." he yelled hoping the civilian was behind him. "But with that ink on your shoulder I'd presume you had already been there mind giving me the grand tour?" he joked and laughed again. 

 

[Scrin]

Sam stuck right beside the agent as they moved down the street towards the base. "I doubt there will be time for pleasantries and tours, Agent. Just stick by me and I'll get you through security and into Command. I've got more than my share of friends around here." Sam took a glance at his SOCOM tattoo as they walked. He had almost forgotten it was there until the agent mentioned it. Huh, I thought my fighting days were over when they kicked me out... Looks like War isn't quite done with me yet. Guess it's true what they say: There's no such thing as an ex-soldier. Sam and the Agent went back and forth with meaningless banter until they reached the curve around which they would be able to see the base for the first time. He turned the corner full of anticipation, hardly able to wait to see the inside of a military installation again. What he actually got was a beautiful view.... of an American base swarming with small squads of Canadian troops. "Shit!" Sam yelled, taking off full speed for the base. "We gotta get down there and help turn this fight around! If you ever wanted to see real combat, Agent, now's your chance!" 

 

[Cal Rader]

Alex was in his shop working on a car when he heard a lot of commotion outside before he could check it out soldiers dressed in Canadian BDU's rushed in the door "Hands up and nobody gets hurt civi" they shouted pointing their guns at him Alex stood looking them over "hmm only two bad choice" Alex said with a smile turning his wrist to reveal his army rangers tattoo just as the men prepared to shoot Alex grabbed the barrel of the closer ones gun BANG the gun went off firing a round right into the other sondiers head Alex then grabbed a wrench throwing it at the seconds' stomach the soldier keeled over and recived Alex's knee to the face knocking him on the ground Alex drew his concealed Glock 17 and pumped a round into the soldiers head 


he quickly went to the back of his shop and threw on his BDUs and tack vest before opening his safe and grabbing his Ar-15 he filled his field bag with supplies and headed out the door checking left and right before heading into an ally to clear it 

 

[Ja50n]

"Ouch my pride..." Travis said as he looked around the area and checked his weapons. "Let me get a better view." he said as he unhooked a pair of binos from his belt and put them to his eyes. He looked around, "Damn it hey civilian they have hostages." he said as he watched one of the Canadian squads escorting a civilian woman into what looked like a barracks. He threw the binos down and started walking down towards the base with a burning anger in his eyes. He wouldn't allow them to pull civilians into the mix as hostages, it was bad enough that they were killing them but to take them was a whole 'nother story one that he would end really fast. "Oh I'll show you combat SOCOM fucker..." he muttered and then ran full speed towards the base.

 

[hunt8119dragon]

Marisa slowly walked twords the baracks in an over-exaggerated march, and to top it all off... whistling a civil war era marching song. Needless to say the majority of the Canadian soldiers were distracted by the strange display of a grown woman acting like a child playing soldier.

 

[Scrin]

Blood pounded in Sam's ears as he rushed towards the entrance gate. He heard the agent say something about hostages, but it didn't really register in his head. There was only one Canadian standing at the gate when Sam got there, so as he approached, he pulled the M1911 from his right hip and pumped three rounds into the distracted soldier's back. Since the .45 isn't an armor piercing round, and the Canadian military would obviously outfit their men with armored vests, Sam doubted the bullets would kill the man, but the soldier did scream out and hit the ground in pain, allowing Sam to rush past him, so it would have to do for now. Looking around rapidly, Sam located the barracks that the Naval men would stay when they weren't at sea, and he rushed towards it, figuring there would probably be a few unarmed Americans in need of his help. In the dash to the building, bullets started whizzing around him like angry wasps. Ducking his head down, Sam fired blindly at the people attacking him, but by covering his head he lost sight of where he was running, ramming headlong into someone as Sam landed on top of whoever it was. Regaining his bearings and realizing it was a Canadian soldier, Sam dumped the rest of his M1911 magazine into his chest and threw himself backwards off the soldier and onto his back. It was then that he noticed the other two soldiers and some random woman staring confused down at him. Dropping the handgun and scrambling to aim his rifle, Sam couldn't help but mutter, "I'm gonna get myself killed in this fucking mess...."

 

[Cal Rader]

Alex knew their was a navy base nearby he had been their a couple of times when he was still on active duty. He made his way their using ally's to avoid detection when he got their he saw Canadian soldiers were already taking over the base "this isn't good " he thought to himself Alex saw the soldier at the gate was down so he quietly snuck into the base to see someone on the ground fi biking for his riffle as soldiers pointed their guns at him Alex pointed his riffle and took the shot nailing one in the shoulder as he fell to the ground alex trained his sights on the second one taking the shot the other soldier fell Alex rushed over to the man seeing a Socom tattoo "hey soldier we better move or we'll be swarms in minutes" Alex said as he looked up seeing the woman standing their "ma'am you better come with its not safe out here" he said helping the other man to his feet 

 

[Ja50n]

Travis finished catching up to Sam when he noticed an unfamiliar person who to his rage filled eyes was about to kill his new ally he got directly behind him placed his M1991 against the mans skull and fired with no hesitation or problem, Travis continued walking through the base and rounded a corner disappearing from sight of his friend and the girl he stacked up against a wall and proceeded to kick the door in and entered the room taking shots at any of the soldiers that came into view it wasn't until an enemy soldier waited around a corner and managed to slam his rifle into Travis's face knocking him to the ground. Travis looked up into the barrel of the enemies rifle. This is how I die yeah? he thought to himself and closed his eyes. Hope I managed to save at least someone.

 

[Scrin]

Picking up his pistol from the ground, Sam loaded another magazine into it and dropped the slide to chamber it. He stood, handed the pistol to the woman standing beside him watching everything going on, and spoke, "You're on a military installation, so I hope you know how to use this thing. Come with me, I'll keep you safe if I can, but we need to move." Sam shouldered his SCAR and followed in the direction the Agent went, hearing gunshots as he went. He turned the corner to see the Agent on the ground with a rifle pointed at him. Acting on instinct alone, Sam yelled to get the soldier's attention, then opened fire on him. A couple of the shots flew wide, probably due to Sam's inability to find a shooting range in California that wouldn't immediately call him out on how illegal his weapons were, but he finally managed to land a shot on the soldier before the bullets the enemy sent his way found their mark. Running over and reaching out a hand to the agent, he sarcastically said "You know, the two of us aren't gonna save many people running off on our own and getting our asses kicked. Let's stick together, and we can at least get this woman out alive. Hell, both of us might live to fight another day, too."

 

[Cal Rader]

(Did I missread or did you just out right kill my character) 

 

[Cal Rader]

(Well I didn't know it was close because nowhere does it say it was and nobody else posted characters so I was just joining in like other people 


heres a a tip if you want a closed rp mention somewhere that it's closed and if you want bios post them yourself or leave a link for where to post them 


otherwise this is what will happen)

 

[Cal Rader]

(I think the fact that you are trying to make me in the wrong here is funny I have revived no PM from anyone and do not appreciate being made the bad guy when I did nothing wrong so I will say goodbye)